Chapter 1370 Bicycle
On the empty flat ground, Lin Qiye and others were whispering softly, while sneaking close to the empty nothingness in front of them, their eyes lighted up slightly.
"……one two Three!"
After the words fell, the four of them stretched out their hands suddenly, grabbed in front of them, each held a ball of air, turned around and flew in different directions.
puff!
On the edge of the valley, Wang Qing, who was looking at this place curiously, couldn't help laughing out loud at this scene,
"Hahahaha... Lao Nie, look quickly! These little guys are interesting!?"
Wang Qing's palm patted Nie Jinshan's shoulder, making a bang sound, as if hitting a piece of steel. The latter turned his head to look at her with a stern face, with a hint of helplessness appearing in his expression.
"Keep your voice down, Keng Qiang is still concentrating on manipulating [Virtual Reconstruction], don't disturb him." Nie Jinshan's deep voice sounded.
Seeing this, Wang Qing shrugged embarrassingly, looked around,
"By the way, why didn't Xiao Tangtang come?"
"Tang Yusheng won't come." Nie Jinshan said in a somewhat complicated manner, "Today's scene... it's better for him not to watch it."
Just as the two were communicating, a figure in a dark blue jacket and skirt came slowly from a distance, wearing a hairpin, like a court lady walking out of an ancient palace.
The moment she saw this figure, Wang Qing immediately put away the smile on her lips, and stood up respectfully:
"Senior Ram."
"Senior Gongyang." Nie Jinshan said calmly.
Gong Yangwan smiled slightly, nodded to the two, and glanced over the [Night Curtain] people flying in different directions in the open space, and finally landed on Lin Qiye.
In those beautiful eyes, the light flowed, and I don't know what he was thinking.
...
On the busy street, Lin Qiye turned into the alleyway at the corner, and a magical radiance flashed under his feet.
When he walked out again, he had transformed into a young man with an ordinary face also wearing a lake blue production suit.
If he wanted to walk freely in this city, Lin Qiye had to use the transformation magic to change his appearance first, otherwise, a crimson cloak would be too eye-catching on the street, and doing so would also avoid some troubles... such as the one who was swearing and chasing after him Electrical store owner.
After getting rid of the electrical shop owner, Lin Qiye left the crowd, climbed up to a taller building next to him, stood on the roof and looked into the distance.
Spirit perception cannot be used, so Lin Qiye can only use this most primitive way to survey the terrain. The light blue aurora hangs down from the clouds in the distance, like a curtain, covering the end of the city in the field of vision, the busy street The turbulent flow of people gradually disappears, as if behind the curtain, another world is connected.
"Is that the boundary of [Virtual Reconstruction]..."
Judging from Lin Qiye's impression of Huaihai City, the reconstructed city in front of him is only about two-thirds the size of the real Huaihai City, and amidst the light blue aurora, rushing rivers gushed out continuously, Along the wide river, it passes through the most prosperous urban area of Huaihai City like silk and satin, and disappears into the aurora on the other side.
Huangpu River, this is the only part of Huaihai City that Lin Qiye sees now, can overlap with the impression of Huaihai City.
Lin Qiye stood on the roof, his eyes reflected the entire reconstructed Huaihai City, rubbing his chin with one hand, as if he was thinking about something.
"There should be enough time... Let's make some preparations in advance."
Lin Qiye glanced at the time, walked back to the street from the roof, reached out and patted a young man on the side of the road who was about to ride a bicycle.
"Brother, can you lend me this car?"
The young man turned his head, looked at Lin Qiye with a strange expression, his eyes were full of vigilance, "Who are you?"
Lin Qiye waved to him, motioning for him to put his ears closer.
The young man hesitated for a moment, then moved his head closer, and then, a faint singing voice came from his ears:
"The big windmill whirled and squeaked..."
The young man froze for a moment, his eyes quickly became dizzy, and he froze in place, motionless like a statue.
Jingle Bell--!
Lin Qiye stepped on the bicycle very naturally, kicked off the stay, and rode slowly along the street.
At this point, it is the peak time for factory workers to go home. The bicycles on the street are densely crowded, and the speed is generally slow. There is only one figure, walking through the torrent of bicycles like a ghost,
What no one noticed was that as the bicycle tires rolled across the ground, the darkness of the night soaked into the road beneath them like ink, disappearing without a trace.
Lin Qiye shuttled back and forth from street to street based on the urban distribution roughly recorded in his mind. The tires rolled across the ground like a black pen, outlining some extremely complicated and Huge texture.
...
the other side.
An Qingyu was carrying a black coffin on her back and a radio on her waist, standing quietly in front of a brand new single-family office building.
No matter what era it is, carrying a coffin on the street is definitely a thing that turns heads, but An Qingyu stands here, and the pedestrians around don't even look at him, as if in their field of vision, An Qing Fish doesn't exist at all.
"This seems familiar..." Jiang Er's voice came from the radio.
"This is the station of the 007 team in Huaihai City." An Qingyu pushed his glasses and said, "If a disaster is about to happen in a city, the most likely to know and take precautions in advance must be the local night watchman team , now we don’t have the slightest clue, so we can only look for a breakthrough from here.”
"So that's how it is." Jiang Er suddenly realized, "However, although the office of the 007 team decades later is indeed in this building, it does not mean that the 007 team of this era is also here? How long did it take you to move in?"
"... There is such a possibility, just go in and have a look."
An Qingyu walked straight into the building with the black coffin on her back. The yawning security guard standing at the door didn't even notice that someone came in, leaning on the back of his chair and staring at the door in a daze.
The entire hall on the first floor was empty, except for a security guard at the door, there was no other figure. An Qingyu walked up the corridor, and with the memory in his mind, he quickly found the office where the 007 team received them.
The door of the office was ajar, and the faint voice of conversation came from inside, An Qingyu was about to step into it,
A figure behind the door frowned, turned his head suddenly, and a thunderous sound exploded in the room!
"Who's outside!"
boom--!
A broad knife pierced through the wooden door like lightning, and sawdust exploded all over the sky, and the sharp cold light reached An Qingyu's face!
Seeing that the spatula was slashing at him, An Qingyu not only didn't panic at all, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"found it……"
